im watching and im waiting we playing russian roulette gamblin on the number that is bound to make you strip i want to see u swimming outside all them small securities that suit you gots appealing so just drop the small formalities we phiending for that touch were sensing something more than sexual i want to serve you mama like you were some kind of royal been hungry for a minute no longer im trying to wait im craving for that snicker unwrapped and up on my plate im a dirty rotten scoundrel my manners bring out that freak trying to get you off the platter you finer than golden plate im stamping my profession and lacing you w the Ks got them Cs all in a row but them Ds up in my face im trying to keep it strait - im tired of all these games im riding on these fumes still gassin w no brakes witnessing a clarity cutting out all the fakes the karots that im sporting came strait from off heavens gates and im trying to wear you out cause you fitted to my tastes your body is unflawed- illegal in every state your that perfect crime of passion im killing it inthe sheets ima merc it like assassins been gunning that ass for weeks goin to make the morning late sun rising we losing days taking portraits of you posing in subliminal ways you testing me for answers im quizzing you bout that throat u passing more than classes cause your graded by the pros speeding past the limit-and im tipsy - learning your curves ima lambo w the top off hit that gas and hear u pur